Ever notice when you stop making something a habit how hard it is to go back to it?
I feel that way about blogging this week. I went to Oklahoma last week and thought no problem I'll take the laptop with me and throw a few posts up and life will be easy. Except the hotel we stayed at, didn't have wireless, they were supposed to, but it was on the fritz. One of many small things that irked us, but really not a major inconvenience in the big scheme of things. We had a grand time.
I did learn some great family stories I plan on sharing. I know this will shock you if you have been following along, but my mom asked me to make a scrapbook before we left. So I scanned photos furiously and got an album mostly done for my aunt's fortieth wedding anniversary. I am going to have to gather more of her photos and send her pages but we will eventually get er done. (Yes I am going all red neck on ya.)
The boys got to go fishing for the first time and caught fish. My aunt and uncle have a small farm and they got to feed cows and an orphaned deer my aunt rescued. It was really boy heaven, when we pulled out of the driveway for last time, Max told me he didn't want to ever leave. When I reminded him that daddy was in New Mexico, he reluctantly agreed we should go home. FYI, we went with my parents, an aunt and two cousins all in order to surprise my aunt and uncle.
It was fun to see Oklahoma again. I did not see any pickled eggs, but then again we didn't' stop at a convenience store. That is one of the things I recall from my last visit. I also recall my Okie grandmother making those periodically and trying to coax us into eating one. I guess that was better than her husbands choices I still recall him asking me once which bottle of pickled pigs feet looked better. That would be neither, Pa Pa.
I have to admit feeling some envy at how green everything was and thinking, man would I like to garden there. Luckily while were gallivanting around we got some rain here and the desert is carpeted with green. I enjoyed my walk this evening so many little blooms to see. Oh and my maters grew about a foot in the last week, no kidding. So now I have some weed killing and staking to get er done. See yall later!
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Time to get er done.
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It sounds like you have some work to do.
You better get er done.
I have missed you!! Im glad you are back,and also glad you had a good time
Giggles
"So now I have some weed killing and staking to get er done."
Be sure to use only "Malationman Approved" chemicals.
Sounds like the childhood I had with my grandparents. Only the pickled eggs sound like my life with my parents. With them I grew up in a VFW and had them for supper quite often.
Did I tell you that I RSS'd you so I get to read your new ones. For some reason I can't comment each time, but I read each one.
BTW...nothing wrong with breast feeding in public as far as I can see. Babies eating jarred food is much worse!
Will be in your neck of the woods next month. Hubby's home town has "Old Timer's Day" the second week end. They're having a reunion for every year that ends in "8".
Talk about feelin' old...I can't remember names and plus...I didn't even live there.
take care
xoxo
Dana
Thanks so much for your comment. We once belonged to a large pediatric clinic. One darn doctor ruined it for us :(
I'm a scrapbooker. I don't know the history behind your mom asking you to make a book, but I love to scrapbook.
So nice meeting you and getting to know you.
Oh my gawd, you just called Oklahoma green. Get yourself to Louisiana STAT! where it is actually green and not a green/brown that they try to pass off as green.
Pickled eggs? I dont' know if I've ever seen those.
Welcome back... it did sound lovely! But pickled eggs?? Oh dear god... my brother LOVES those.. I just can't even stand to look at those!!! And I agree with you furthermore... pickled pig feet??? EEECCK!!!
So... from the sounds of you it... you got stuff to get done... so git at 'er...!
Ciao bella,
KC
Growing up, my favourite retreat was always visiting the farm. Where else can one get chased by a cow I tells you. :)
Pretty picture of the cactus. Scrapbooks make great gifts!
I'm glad you ended up getting to spend time with your family.
Dear Nora,
It sounds like a wonderful trip. I am dreaming with one of this to see my father´s family down South.
Fabiola
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